Kill For Me || BTS

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"You got the goods?" Jungkook's voice says non-conspicuously in your ear, nudging you along the hall. 

"Jungkook!" You hiss, nervously laughing at the old lady who overheard his words and is now staring at the pair of you. 

It's a sight to behold, you and Jungkook dressed in all black from head to toe. Jungkook scrunches his nose, his beanie slowly slipping down his forehead. He looks absolutely ridiculous with the fringe of his bangs completely covering his eyes, face scrunched in a scowl as he grips a plastic container to his chest. 

"Agent, you didn't answer my question!" Jungkook whines. 

You almost burst into laughter at the shocked expression of a 6-year old standing in the snacks section as they watch Jungkook sneak down the aisle before he does a full-on forwards roll. He goes into a defensive stance before scurrying to his next target: the freezer. 

"Don't answer the kid. What do you have there?" Jin appears next to you, calmly munching from a bag of Cheetos. He leans over you, looking into the small bag you're holding in your arms. 

You narrow your eyes before playfully covering what you're holding with your hand. 

"Drugs." You whisper. 

"What?? You were supposed to get the sprinkles!!" Jungkook pops out of nowhere. He looks crestfallen, his other arm carrying a tub of chocolate ice cream.

You roll your eyes. 

"Jeon Jungkook, do you really think I could get drugs from a trip to the grocery store? Of course I have your stupid sprinkles!"  

Jungkook shrugs. 

"You never know. Grocery stores are suspicious places. Full of crime." 

The man in front of you harumphs, tossing back his hair with Jungkook flair. You turn to Jin in exasperation who, in response, shrugs. 

"Don't ask me where 'Kook gets his ideas. Absolutely crazy." 

"Hyung, if anything my ideas come from you! You practically raised me!" 

Jin wrinkles his nose. 

"I don't think I've ever taught you to pretend to be a spy while searching for ice cream in the grocery store, no?" 

"No, but weren't you the one who got into a fight with the cashier because he smelt weird?" 

"That's only because I smelt AXE COLOGNE! What psychopath uses AXE cologne un-ironically?!" 

"Didn't YOU use AXE for years, hyung?"

Jin gasps, dropping his bag of Cheetos. "How dare you even accuse me of that!" 

It takes 20 more minutes of bickering in the store before you finally drag them to the cashier line with all your groceries completed. You'd think that living with seven ex-assassins would get easier over time, but sometimes the maturity of your companions really makes you question how they were organized killers in the first place. 

"It never ends," You mutter darkly, pulling on the arms of both Jungkook and Jin who look like they're about to descend into a brawl. You have to stop the two from physically starting a catfight as you wait in front of the cashier who is working through your pile of food, snacks and drinks. 

"Jin! Jungkook! Can you stop being idiots and help me with these?" You half-scold half-yell, at this point you're just trying to blot out all the strange looks you're receiving by passerbys. 

As they scramble to the grocery bags the cashier has kindly packed for you, you smile apologetically to the stranger in front of you. 

Instead of doing anything in return, he just stares blankly at you. Before you can say anything to lighten the mood, however, Jin is suddenly dragging you by your hoodie out of the store.